System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

The small bell at the door rang lightly. I don't know if it was because of the glasses, but the man didn't wake up.

Even the cat on his back just moved its ears, and then there was no other reaction.

"Fortunately, there is no surveillance in this era..."

Syl walked to the middle of the two clothing racks, put the items he needed on the side shelf, and directly used the cover of other clothes to summon the doctor card.

"Doctor."

Following Syl's inner meditation, Syl's original body disappeared as if it had been cut, leaving a blank space, while the mysterious doctor Lucy was directly pasted onto the blank page.It all happened in an instant.

Picking up his wallet and pocket watch from the shelf next to him and putting it back in his pocket, Searle took a deep breath and was about to start picking clothes.

In an era when such high-end clothes are almost handmade, I don't know if I can find a size that suits me.

But what I didn't expect was that just as Searle took the first step, the cat on the clerk's back bounced straight up, landed on the table, bent over to look in Sill's direction, and quietly used its purple pupils. Watching Syl.

Syl was startled by Maomao's sudden violent rise, and couldn't help taking a step back, his boots creaking on the wooden floor.

At this time, the man lying on the table woke up belatedly, half-closed his eyes and looked in the direction of Syl.

"Oh... oh! The silver mask!" The man who looked to be in his twenties froze for a moment, then stood up abruptly, and walked up to Syl excitedly, "You are Old Kai. Is that the lady that Li mentioned?"

"Ah?" Searle was a little dazed, wondering why the man in front of him got involved with Grandma Kelly.

Soon, Syl reacted, and quickly reached out to the outer pocket of the windbreaker, and took out a small purple card.

"This is... this is old Kaili's invitation letter!?" After seeing the card, the man was obviously not calm.

"Miss Mask... No, I should introduce myself. My name is Anuo. Nice to meet you." The man said, and extended his right hand towards Syl.

Syl frowned slightly under the mask, and instead of shaking hands, he asked directly, "What's the matter with the invitation letter you mentioned?"

"Didn't old Kelly tell you?" Arnold's expression looked a little unbelievable. "This is an invitation letter for our Mana Tide Salon in Sule District. Everyone can only have one."

"Mana Tide Salon?" Syl thought about the word and asked, "Magician's Salon?"

The word salon, Searle knew, was a social method used by upper-class people to communicate.

Then according to the literal translation of the name, the one in my hand is the entrance ticket to the magic salon?

Searle thought this was a letter of introduction from some mysterious magic organization, but in fact, it was actually an admission ticket to a salon, and each person could only have one?

So why would Kelly give this to herself?

But compared to the mysterious magic organization, a magic salon made Syl less nervous.At least I can not talk, just watch.

"I remember old Kelly said that Miss, you haven't touched magic yet? There just happens to be a salon this afternoon. If Miss is interested, you can come here at two o'clock in the afternoon." Arnold invited.

"Well... I'll see when the time comes," Syl nodded, and then asked, "Are you a magician?"

"Me?" Arnold shook his head, "I think so too, but I'm born without inspiration, so I can't perceive magic."

"But I collected a lot of records and items about magic. Through these, I met many magician friends. Later, I brought them all together and slowly developed into the current salon that is fixed every week. Let magicians We can have a platform for transactions and exchanges.”

"This may also be a pity for my magic, so I am committed to doing this kind of thing."

Having said that, Arnold shrugged helplessly.

Chapter 34 Chapter 34 The Stitched Child

After hearing this, Searle's first thought was.

This person may be even richer than I imagined... He can collect so many magic items, even use money to make friends with magicians, and hold this kind of salon as an ordinary person?

He is a rich man, and most likely a rich second generation.Seale immediately made a conclusion about this Arnold in his heart.

"By the way, I haven't asked Miss Mask yet, why did you come here?" Seeing that Syl didn't answer, Arnold directly changed the subject, "Uh, you can also hide your identity without saying your name. It's normal in this salon."

"You might not believe me..." After struggling for a while, Syl spread his hands, "I just wanted to come in and buy some clothes."

"Uh...buy..." A Nuo looked around and suddenly realized, "Oh yes, buy clothes, right, Miss Mask, you can choose whatever you want, just treat it as me for the new members of the salon. It's a little meeting ceremony."

It can be heard that Arnold seems to hope that new members will join this magic salon.

"I'll pay for it." Syl shook his head, and then began to choose in the store.

It's not that Seale doesn't want to go whoring for nothing, it's just that he doesn't want to just accept a favor from someone he hasn't known for 10 minutes, even if he looks like he has good intentions.

"Uh... At least let me give you a discount, otherwise it's too unreasonable, in fact, the clothes in this store are free for salon members..."

Arnold said a few words on his own, but found that Syl ignored him, raised his eyebrows, and gave up using this method to make friends with Sill.

"Miss, what kind of clothes do you want?" Arnold said, "I can probably find it for you."

Syl looked at the dazzling array of wardrobes around him, then turned around, looked at Arnold and nodded.

"It's probably similar to the one I'm wearing now." Searle pointed to the black windbreaker on his body and the well-cut white shirt for men.

"Well... this windbreaker is similar, but the shirt inside may have to be custom-made by a tailor, wait a minute." After Arnold finished speaking, he turned and went to look for the windbreaker.

After a while, Arnold walked over with a set of black double-breasted thin trench coats. Unlike ordinary trench coats, it had more pockets than ordinary trench coats.Suitable for placing various tools.

"This is a kind of windbreaker that mages like to wear more, and it just fits your size," Arnold handed the windbreaker to Syl, and explained by the way, "Because it has many pockets, it is convenient for magicians to put various items. A spell-casting material."

"The dressing room is over there, miss." Arnold pointed to the direction behind, and then watched Syl, who was holding a windbreaker, pass in front of him and headed towards the dressing room.

When he saw Syl's back, his pupils shrank involuntarily.

In the direction of the back shoulder, there was an incision that was ten centimeters long, and the skin inside could even be seen from the incision.

Scars, and there are pale pink scars left.

But A Nuo has an intuition that this pink scar will disappear soon.

From the darker blotches on her black dress that looked like blood clots, and the incision, one could surmise that it was a fresh wound.

If the wound can be healed in such a short time, and Miss Mask has been tested by old Kelly and has no relationship with the church, then there is only one possibility.

There must be a potion for recovery on her body.

The price of these life-saving things is not cheap, no wonder she doesn't need to give her the money to get rid of clothes.

It seems that he is also a master who is not short of money.

Until Syl changed her clothes, and then Syl paid the bill, Arnold didn't continue to talk about free bills or discounts, but only agreed to ask someone to help Syl repair her original windbreaker.

When Seale was about to leave, Arnold reminded Seale again of the afternoon salon time.

After seeing Syl leaving, Arnold looked at the 4 sous pounds on the table and fell into deep thought.

"Cersus, did you feel her coming in?" A Nuo suddenly looked at the black cat licking gracefully on the table, and asked, "I didn't even know someone came in."

"Meow~" I saw the cat lazily lowering its body, not moving its limbs, pulling its body back, stretching its waist, and wagging its tail.

"Didn't you notice..." Arnold looked at the bell at his door and the restrictions drawn around the door frame, and fell into deep thought.

"Then do you think she is a person with supernatural ability?" A Nuo still found it a little unbelievable.

He didn't believe that a person without extraordinary ability could break through the prohibition seal he bought from the salon at a high price. Although it was only a first-level seal, Arnold tried it. He didn't carry runes, so it was impossible. Come in, don't even notice the store, just ignore it.

"I'm afraid this lady's background is much more complicated than we imagined," Arnold shook his head and said with a smile, "But this was recommended by old Kelly. It's always good to have fresh blood, isn't it?"

"Meow~" the cat expressed its approval.

Then, Arnold slowly returned to the table and sat down, lying down again, waiting for the arrival of two o'clock in the afternoon.

At this time, Searle had already walked out onto the street, feeling a little distressed as he touched his wallet.

A loaf cost only a few pennies... The suit cost me four sous, which, if rounded, would buy me hundreds of loaves.

"I knew it would be good to go whoring for nothing..."

That's why Searle decided to patch up the original windbreaker and give it to the body, saving money for a set. Although he is not short of money now, Searle is not used to spending money lavishly.

Syl was going to hang around again, and then came back here around 02:30, ready to see what the magic salon was all about.

"Ok?"

Seeing the occasional glances from people around, Syl frowned and suddenly remembered something.

Uh...the patrolman that day seemed to have seen this mask...

Thinking of this, Syl didn't hesitate, turned around and entered an alley, unbuttoned his mask, and asked the system: "System, this mask is also a product of the system, right?"

"Um"

"Save it for me, hurry up." Syl was thinking, while pretending to stuff the mask into the windbreaker.

When Syl stretched out his hand again, the mask had disappeared.

"Hmm..." After taking off the mask, Syl was overwhelmed by the smell around him, feeling a faint smell of fishy smell and smoke everywhere.

Obviously, I don't have this problem in the body state or in the clown form.

It may be the hidden attribute of the doctor card, which is the enhanced sense of smell.

Syl also discovered that each character card has some unwritten small abilities, waiting to be discovered by himself.

"Sister...sister...the sister wearing the mask..." Just as Syl was about to walk out of the alley, a weak voice suddenly appeared behind him.

Syl turned his head and found that it was a child with messy hair and a dirty face, looking up at him.

And her left and right hands, if you look carefully, are the opposite, and there are traces of black stitching on them.

"I've been relying on my feeling...Finally found you, sister..."

The girl stretched out her hands towards Syl, but this scene looked a little weird because of the twisted hands.

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PS:

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